Be kind and honest, and harmful poisons will turn sweet inside you.
Actually, your soul and mine are the same. We appear and disappear with each other.
My head is bursting with the joy of the unknown. My heart is expanding a thousand fold.
You are not your body; you are the eye. When you see the spirit, you are free of the body. A human being is an eye – the rest is just flesh and bones. Whatever your eye sees, you are that.
What hurts the soul? To live without tasting the water of its own essence.
Now be silent. Let the One who creates the words speak. He made the door. He made the lock. He also made the key.